The Fallen

"You have no idea how it feels to have a legitimate darkness inside of you,"She started,every word dripping with cold,fearless,bloodlust and fury. "To feel a sickness creeping inside your mind constantly.." He listened cautiously,completely aware that she could attack at any given moment.But she narrowed her eyes and continued "And having to fight it off relentlessly.Sure,It's easy to be good and do good" where was she going with this? "But it's hard as hell to be evil and do good.It's a bloody gruesome fight every damn day.So unless you'd like me to submit to my "inner demons" she hand motioned "I suggest,you let me go where I need to so I don't rip this pathetic kingdom apart,each and every stone,pebble and brick,with my damned fingernails"

Aradia Rurell left the one place she thought was safe at the age of 13.Why did she leave?To find her father?Her purpose?Maybe she was growing sick of everyone.It might have something to do with the fact that she was deceived her entire life.So she was on her own.3 brutal years later she returns.Not in forgiveness.But for the sole purpose to warn them.Theres an army of darkness rising.And they won't stop until hell is raised.